"Ryusaki, do you honestly still think my son is Kira?" Detective Chief Yagami asks me. 

"As I stated before, there's a five percent chance." I say.

Light Yagami, he's too perfect still... I'm not wrong to suspect him. He's childish and hates to lose. Like Kira and like me. I take another sip of coffee. This Kira is good, and it makes you want to believe there's an actual god, but that's absurd. Whoever Kira is, he's not God. He's just a man. 

"There are no fingerprints on the notes. The paper has thin fibers." I say examining it.

I place it with the other evidence. A knife and a gun how quant. Criminals here always use either a knife or a sword. However, the knife is jagged. It's not manufactured properly. I take another bite of a cookie. The gun is also manufactured shakily. They came from the same place. So... he's targeting criminals that get their tools for murder at the same place. I bite my finger.  

"He's my son! He's not Kira!" Detective Chief Yagami yells at me.

"As I said, there's a five percent chance. However, if he helps us there might be some clues." I say.

I admit I don't want Light Yagami to be Kira since he's my first and only friend. However, there's a seven percent chance of Light Yagami being Kira and I will find the truth one way or another.